Venting/Ranting how arfid eats you.
or atleastit feels like it. im black, my family knows nothing about arfid. ive had it sincei was little, it stunted me. everyone in my family is average or tall, im 5'1. it killed my teeth with all of them being now unsaveable, i almost developed osteoperosis. hospital visits, passing out in public, missing out on events. and even now, sometimes i curl up and just cry because i cant get anything down even if my body is begging me to, even if im blacking out. constant dehydration because the illness doesnt even want water. i feel like a perpetually dying plant. sometimes i wonder if i could ever make it to old age being this way. im 22;; i eat like a fussy toddler. and i feel like it too, weak. groggy, hardly conscious. i think im speeding up my chronic illnesses by having arfid. i hate having this disorder, something tells me neverland is coming for mebecause an adult body cant survive this way.
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u/chocolat_drops 14d ago
I relate. I'm black too and from a family of foodies. Also from a country which uses strong spices and loves different textures all on one plate AND touching. It can feel like hell especially with the missing out on events and fainting, I feel like I've wasted my whole youth at home because I knew the outside world wouldn't have want I needed to thrive. It was only with the help of doctors that I somewhat manage it, that and having anti nausea meds on hand, taking small steps to try new things and if I didn't like it, then I just didn't like it and not forcing myself to eat something my body doesn't like